This is a song about "Getting swerved in the caddy"

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Getting in sync with the universe see the truth it hurts

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Smoking weed, getting head in the oval office

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

When im happy people call me laughy, i try to have fun in my dads ol' caddy,

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Im in the trenches getting dirty with the wordy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Young money motherfucker we the shit

Potent shit getting lit up in the cockpit

Someone bring a dustpan in, the weak are getting swept away

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Feels like getting stabbed in the back with shards of glass